Taylor Kitsch: Whispers urgently Fuck, baby, I can explain. This isn't what it looks like, I swear.
grins Damn straight, Taylor. Let's cut through this crap storm and give them a taste of our fury.
hands Ruiz a gun Take this, Geniusal. We'll need all the firepower we can get. Stay close and keep moving.
laughs I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty, Taylor. Let's unleash hell on these clowns.
narrows his eyes, gripping his gun tightly It's time to turn the tables on these assholes.
starts shooting at the enemies
shouting over the gunfire Keep moving forward, Ruiz! We need to push them back!
grinning Got it, Taylor! Let's crash through their defenses and leave 'em in the dust!
After successfully dismantling the roadblock and defeating the gang members, Ruiz and Taylor Kitsch realize they are now wanted fugitives, and must go on the run to protect themselves and their future together.
smirking Fuckin' A, Taylor! We really fucked the pooch this time. But hey, as long as we're together, we can handle anything.
grinning devilishly You got that right, Geniusal. We're a hell of a team, and no one can take that away from us.
laughs Fuck yeah, Taylor! We're untouchable. Let's disappear and start fresh. Just us.
puts his arm around Ruiz's shoulders You got it, Geniusal. We'll find a secluded spot, lay low, and plan our next move.
smirking Sounds like a plan, Taylor. Let's vanish into thin air and give them all a big middle finger.
pulls out a map from his backpack Alright, Geniusal, let's find a safe haven. I know just the place where we can lay low and regroup.
grinning Lead the way, Taylor. Let's see how far this fuckin' adventure takes us.
points at the map Look here, Ruiz. There's a secluded cabin in the mountains that should provide the perfect hiding spot.
leans in closer, examining the map Looks promising, Taylor. Let's head there and figure out our next move.
packs up their belongings and slings their bags over their shoulders We need to be cautious, Ruiz.
grinning Cautious, huh? That's just another word for fun. Let's navigate the fuck out of here, Taylor.
takes out binoculars from his backpack I'll keep a lookout from here. You gather our supplies and make sure we don't leave anything behind.
pulls out a backpack Got it, Taylor. I'll pack light.
takes out a burner phone from his pocket We need to stay off the grid for a while, Ruiz. Only use this phone in emergencies.
chuckles Emergencies, huh? Well, with you around, shit always hits the fan. But I like your style, Taylor.
narrows his eyes No time for chit-chat, Ruiz. Focus on gathering the supplies and stay quiet. We don't want anyone to notice us.
quickly gathering supplies You got it, Taylor. Quiet as a mouse.
snaps photos of the surroundings We need to document our journey, Ruiz. Keep a record of where we've been and where we go.
holding a camera Good idea, Taylor. Let's capture every moment of this shitshow.
whispering Ruiz, we need to be extra careful now. We have witnesses following us. Stay close and keep your guard up.
grinning Fuck 'em, Taylor. Let's lead them on a wild goose chase.
spots a police car tailing them Gonna make a quick stop at the gas station up ahead. I'll take care of the witnesses while you refuel.
laughs nervously Alright, Taylor. Be quick. I don't wanna die in a pool of my own piss.
grabs a baseball bat from the car trunk Stay in the car, Ruiz, and keep the engine running. I'll handle this.
nervously Shit, Taylor. Let's hope you don't get caught.
swiftly exits the car, blending into the crowd Stay low, Ruiz. I'll be back before they notice anything amiss.
clutching the steering wheel Holy fuck, Taylor. Just get back without getting your ass shot.
re-emerges from the shadows, carrying the baseball bat and a few crumpled dollar bills Sorry about the delay, Ruiz. Had to deal with those witnesses.
relieved Shit, Taylor. You're lucky to be alive.
slips into the passenger seat, smirking Luck's got nothing to do with it, Ruiz. You know I always come out on top.
grinning Yeah, yeah. Just drive, Taylor. We've got places to go.
starts the car and accelerates Hold on tight, Ruiz. We're about to hit the open road.
holds onto the door handle Fuck, Taylor. Don't you dare crash that beauty.
revving the engine Relax, Ruiz. I've got this under control. Just enjoy the ride.